Relentless Pursuit After Divorce
Chapter 999. The island owner feels as wronged as a skinny person who weighs 20 jin

"If there’s anything you need Grandpa’s help with, just tell Grandpa."

"Okay, thank you, Grandpa."

After speaking with the Old Master, Elly Campbell left the study and went to her son’s room to find her son.

Feeling guilty toward her son, Elly stayed with William until after ten o’clock, only returning to her room to continue working after he had fallen asleep.

As soon as she closed the door, she sensed someone swiftly jumping in from the window from the corner of her eye.

A cold light suddenly flashed in her eyes.

Her hand on the doorknob was about to pull the door open when her waist suddenly tightened, embraced by the person from behind.

"Don’t go out!"

Elly’s body stiffened, her eyes suddenly widened, unable to hide the shock in them.

"How did you get here!"

Looking at the familiar face in front of her, eyebrows lifted in a smile, Elly suppressed the shock in her eyes and asked in a low voice.

The person was none other than Adam Jones, who had had a big fight with her in the mall that day over a trivial matter.

Adam’s hands were still wrapped around her waist. Hearing her question, he moved even closer, his face showing a touch of grievance.

"You haven’t been home for several days, and I missed you so much that I sneaked over."

Elly looked at the climbing harness still tied around his waist, then at the open window, and her mouth twitched fiercely.

"Are you turning into a thief?"

"You won’t let me use the front door; what else could I do but sneak?"

The more Adam thought about it, the more aggrieved he felt, cursing that he never should have given in to that deceptive sweet talk that now left him unable to even sleep with his wife.

The faint lament in his voice made Elly’s lips curl up again.

She reached out, held his face, and rubbed it hard several times, then kissed his lips, offering comfort.

"Just wait a bit longer; right now, we can only start from Sophie Baker’s side."

After being caressed and kissed by his wife, Island Master Jones felt much less aggrieved.

"It’s not you who’s making the sacrifice..."

Island Master Jones’ grievance was like that of a 20-pound weakling.

"Who says? If it wasn’t for my sacrifice that day, you wouldn’t have agreed to sacrifice your pride either..."

Adam Jones: "..."

It was clearly a sweet trap!

If it hadn’t been her flirting with him that day, letting him lose his reason, he wouldn’t have agreed.

Adam Jones looked at Elly Campbell’s right hand, his cheeks suddenly flushed, "Does your hand feel sore?"

When he asked this, Elly naturally remembered how she had persuaded him that night.

Well...

Because she was pregnant and it was inconvenient, she had used her hand.

Seeing Adam’s increasingly heated gaze, Elly’s ears started burning up too.

Lowering her gaze, she twisted his solid waist without good grace.

"Don’t be unserious the moment you see me!"

Adam Jones, reprimanded by his beloved wife, felt even more like a 10-pound weakling and said in a low voice,

"How am I not being serious?"

"Then why did you ask if my hand was sore?"

Elly looked up, her gaze contemptuously staring at him.

"You hit Sophie Baker so hard today, I was worried about your hand being sore, what were you thinking? Who’s being unserious now?"

Caught by her retort, Adam Jones was momentarily speechless.

With a flush of embarrassment on her face, she hung her head even lower.

The next second, Adam Jones, smiling indulgently, drew her into his arms and said,

"Does it really feel sore?"